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angelltheninth · 10 months
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The Beauty of Experience
Pairing: Denji x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, virginity loss (for Denji), nipple sucking, dick riding, virgin!Denji, experianced!Reader, sub!Denji, soft dom!Reader
Word count: 1.1k
A/N: First commission for @prettylilbug!
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The first time you saw a text from Denji saying ‘Wanna watch a movie tonight?’ you thought nothing of it. After an especially long day of work, you and Denji finally arrive home, feeling tired but looking forward to spending the evening together. By this point, you practically lived with him, going to his house after every workday. It was a good thing that he decided to get his own apartment after a few months of dating you, expecting to get lucky and not wanting it to be interrupted by Aki or Power.
He gently took your hand, intertwining your fingers with his. It's a small gesture, but it spoke volumes about his desire to be here with you. As you and Denji walked into his living room, he guided you towards the couch, encouraging you to sit down and relax while he picked the movie.
You wanted to take a seat next to him but instead found yourself pulled into his lap, his sharp toothy smile greeting your gasp, “More comfy this way.” He loved cuddling with you at every opportunity, and this position meant that he could kiss you easier, that you could straddle him half way into the movie after way too many of those kisses had distracted you from it.
Denji was touchy, always, but tonight he seemed to be particularly so, if a tiny bit more hesitant at the beginning when you’d glance back at him.
You got more comfortable, pressing against him, turning your body so you were chest to chest, your hand in his lap. You glance up at him as your fingers curled against his thigh. The heat and the muscle tensed, but other than that he didn’t bat an eye. He focused all his energy in trying to remain as calm as possible.
You started drawing a circle on his leg, moving it up slowly, your fingertips curling at the seam of his jeans and following it up his shirt. And up. And up. His breath hitched when you got too close for comfort and smirked, your thumb now brushing over his hardening cock.
Denji jumped and reached down, stopping your hand, looking down at you, “What are you doing?” he asked. His voice wasn’t one of annoyance or anger, but fear, and  of the lust he was trying to keep to himself.
 “What do you mean?” You pulled away from him, completely at a loss as to how he could have not known what you was doing. “I thought that was obvious.”
“Y-Yeah but... I’ve... you know I’ve never...” His deep blush covered him from the top of his head and vanished below his shirt. “I don’t wanna mess it up. Finish too fast or... hurt you.” Denji was as perverted as they come, but also as insecure as they come. Eager for sure when the action got going but this was a little different.
“I understand that you’re nervous but you don’t have to be.” You said against him as you leaned in and kissed his cheek, then trailed down his jawline, nipping gently by the time you hit the angle of his jaw. He let out a ragged breath as his hands went to your hips as you dragged your tongue down his neck, causing him to tilt his head back, swallowing thickly. “I don’t care which one of us has more experience, I want to share this one with you.”
You cupped him through his, fingers curling around him and rubbing up and down, causing him to groan and whimper. Denji shifted his hips upwards into your palm, trying to get some more friction, but you moved your hand in an instant and buried in his hair as you kissed him deeply. He groaned as he tilted his head to the side, his hand cupping your cheeks, his other arm on your waist as you unzipped him and fished out his hard cock.
He went the other direction, his free hand tugging your shirt down until your tits spilled from your bra. “Fuck. You have the prettiest tits in the world, you know that babe. Can’t even fit one in my hand.” He paused at kneading one and sucking at the other before he would switch and continue to lavish you with attention you deserved.
You reached down, took Denji’s cock in your hand and lined it up, pulling away the moment he thrust upwards. “Uh, uh.” You scolded and shook your head. “Don’t move….that’s an order.” You said as you lifted an eyebrow at him.
He furrowed his brows but smiled a little as he nodded to confirm what you told him. He sighed a little as he tried to make himself relax, but he was humming, every inch of him buzzing because of your pussy hovering over his cock. “I like the panties you chose for tonight.”
“I’m glad cause you get to keep them after this.” And use them. That went unspoken but Denji’s cock sure got the memo.
For now you didn’t have the patience to pull them off and neither did Denji. You shifted your weight on top of him, one of his hands still balancing you as you stroked a few times before you settled back onto him, taking all of him into your pussy.
“Ah. Are all of them... this tight and warm?” Denji could barely get the words out from how much he shook with pleasure, willing himself not to come. Fuck, this was good, so fucking good, so much better then his hand.
“All of them? You only have my pussy to worry about. Understood?” He nodded dumbly, a lazy smirk settling over his face as you established a pace, up and down his cock, dripping down his balls. “Hold my panties like this.” He did, the hand on your tit moving to do the task he was ordered, “Good boy, Denji, your cock fills me up so well. I’ll be sure to make up for all the times... ah... that you had to use your hand.”
That was the promise that made him blow his hot load all over your belly, seeing as he was not keen on becoming a dad on the same day he lost his virginity, “Fuck... made a real mess of you babe.” He wasn’t sorry at all, his cocky smirk pressed against your tits as he kissed them over and over in faux apology.
“I like when you make a mess.” You confessed hot against his ear, “And I like doing the same.” Questions began to take over Denji’s brain before you commanded, “Keep your thumb on my clit, okay handsome?” He nodded dumbly as you pinned his cock between his abs and you pussy, spreading your juices over it as you rolled your hips, chasing your own orgasm until your body snapped and feel forward onto him, “Good boy, Denji.”
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tootiecakes234 · 6 months
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Men that you can turn your brain off with.
You guys going on a trip 5 hours away, he’s driving the entire way while you relax.
Making plans to go across the country, all you have to do it pack your things. He books the tickets, reservations, and outings. He even gives you his card to go get yourself new things to take on the trip with you.
About to make a big investment together, don’t even worry. All you have to do is be there to the sign your signature.
Having a big date night, he has everything in order for you to go, relax and enjoy yourself.
Unless he’s super busy, he’ll usually always plans out your meals for you. Even if you have to work, he’d order lunch to be delivered to you or pack your lunch before you leave the house.
He gives you the ultimate princess treatment always. You’re just there to grace him with your presence and have a great time.
*I just want to be a cute ditzy gf🤭
* Eijirou Kirishima, Katsuki Bakugo, Nanami Kento, Koshi Sugawara, Daichi Sawamura, Aki Hayakawa, loid Forger, Kakashi Hatake… any of your faves.
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hiwofumi · 2 years
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       𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭         
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starring ⭒ kishibe ⭒ fem reader
tags ⭒ fluff ⭒ age gap ⭒ suggestive scenes ⭒ pet names (for kishibe: old man, dear) ⭒ size difference (reader is smaller than kishibe) ⭒ 1.7k words
note ⭒ started making the banner, had a breakdown, bon appétit 🫠 ⭒ big thank you to the dears @akicore and @blueparadis for beta reading!
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𝟏 ︱ THE CONFESSION
“I like you.”
You’re seated next to him in the quiet of a meeting room when you blurt it out. He’s slouching over the wide table, tapping the surface with his fingers, a hair’s breadth of patience left. When he hears you, his fingers stop. Then he turns to you. “Why?”
He retains his lax expression. He’s noticed through your gestures—your habit of lacing your arm around his as you walk, your common act of sitting too close to him (like you are at present). Always him and no one else.
“I’m just an old man. You’re a charming young lady.” He adds.
“Give yourself some credit, old man,” you say, eyeing him casually, resting your cheek on your palm. “Sure, you’re rough around the edges, but I like that about you.”
He always thought your affection was platonic, a young devil hunter doting on her eldest senior. It didn’t necessarily help—if there was anyone who knew best what happened to the good ones, it was him.
He’s certain he won’t ask you to stop anytime soon, though.
“What do you say?” you ask.
“I say you’re crazy,” he responds.
“Is that a no?”
He deliberates as he gazes at you. “No. I like crazy.”
Intrigued by his answer, you reach for his scar, grazing it with the pads of your fingers. His thin beard scratches your palm. His fixed stare tells you he’s waiting for a motion.
The space between you recedes until your lips touch.
You know the taste of whisky and menthol cigarettes, but not when they came from his mouth. Not when he was written all over them.
They taste better like this.
When Makima walks in, you’re settled comfortably on his lap, and your lipstick smears the edges of his mouth. You both turn to her with alarm, the faces of two people caught.
“What’s this?” she smirks, then she turns to you. “I’m surprised. You never struck me as the antique type.”
𝟐 ︱ THE LIFE
When Kishibe was alone, he would come home late at night to inebriate or ​sleep his inebriation away. His apartment was empty whether he was in it or not; every space seemed cold and hollow, void of anything worthwhile. He refused to stick around for long periods of time.
Now it’s a dresser crowded with makeup products, a closet with nude-colored bras and panties, and a bathroom drain clogged with hair.
It’s also button-ups of contrasting sizes in the washer, big and small dress shoes in the genkan, and the empty side of the bed pleasantly filled.
He’s never felt warmer in his home.
“Eat your fruit, old man,” you lean over the armchair he sits in with a plate of sliced apples in your hand. You offer him a genial smile along with it.
His eyes reflect the motions of what’s on TV as he accepts the plate. “I don’t think you should keep calling me ‘old man,’”
You sit on one of the chair’s armrests. “How’s ‘baby’ sound?”
“Anything but that,” he says plainly, feeding the first piece of apple he picks up to you.
You chew loudly, uttering in between, “Master?”
“You’re not my student anymore,”
“Kishibe?”
“That’s just my name.”
“Hmm,” your tongue protrudes from your cheek. Then you tip your head toward him, “Dear?”
You see it in his pause: the slight curve of his lips, indicating you’ve hit the jackpot.
“I like that.”
𝟑 ︱ THE INTIMACY
“Oh dear,”
Your bare skin rubs against dark sheets as you shift sideways, your head throbbing, a soreness between your thighs. The air you’ve woken up to reeks of liquor and sin.
When you open your eyes, you’re greeted by the old scars on Kishibe’s broad back. He turns to face the ceiling with his eyes still closed, his gray hair sticking out at the sides. “What?” he asks groggily, another layer of gruffness to his voice; it was like that in the morning.
“Did we . . . ?”
His eyes flutter open. He looks down, raises your shared blanket to peek under it, then puts it back. “Looks like it.”
You groan and roll to the other side, facing away from him. “I can’t remember a thing,” you rub your face with your palms.
“I can remember some things,” he faces your side and shifts closer, wrapping his arm around your bare waist, pressing his front to your back. His chin rests on the crown of your head.
“Like what?” you put your hand over his as his fingers caress your stomach.
“Your pretty face,” he murmurs lowly. “Your pretty sounds.”
A breathy chuckle escapes your nose. “Was I good?”
His palm flattens on your stomach. Then it glides downward, to the middle of your thighs, leaving a streak of warmth in its wake. Your lungs feel compressed in your rib cage.
He lingers there, and your mind falls into a one-track state, absorbed in the bliss of his motions.
“So good,” he indulges in your mewls, presses himself to you further, and you squirm.
𝟒 ︱ THE FEAR
For the majority of his life, Kishibe had only seen people die, die, and die.
With you working in the same field, the thought of you joining those people inevitably crept into his mind. It’s another reason to drink, another reason to lie awake at night with a head full of troubles that drown out the sound of your light snoring.
You’re never out of his sight when you’re working together, and you’re never at peace when you’re not. Your cellphone has never received so many calls in one day.
One night, as he undresses on the edge of the bed after a day at work, you straddle his lap. You drape your arms around his shoulders, over his half-undone button-up, and regard him with a tender smile.
He shouldn’t be bothered when you’re a heavenly sight, but the thought creeps into his mind again. He could lose this smile through your line of work. He could lose this existence if you weren’t careful.
For once, he wears his heart on his sleeve. “I think you should resign.”
Your smile falls. There’s no returning from this.
He continues, “Don’t worry about supporting your family. I’ll take care of it.”
Your eyes cast down to his loose necktie. You take it between your fingers and rub the silk. You deliberate for several moments, and the longer he waits, the louder the thumping in his chest resounds.
You meet his eyes with resolve, smiling again. “No.”
He opens his mouth to argue, but you continue, “Look, I know I’m not as strong as you are. Nobody is. But I can take care of myse—”
“I know,” he interrupts. “I’m not saying you can’t. I just want you to—”
“Be safe?” you cup his cheeks, leaning closer until your noses brush. “I know, dear.”
He breathes you in. He notes the growth of your pupils before pressing a kiss to your lips. “I can’t lose ya.”
“You won’t,” you kiss him, too, and linger on his lips. “In fact, I’ll stick around for so long that you’ll get sick of me.”
His heart settles. In a wave of relief, he takes you into his arms and stands. He kneels on the bed, sets your head down on the pillow, and swallows you with his frame. “You’ll get sick of me first,”
𝟓 ︱ THE RESOLVE
“Do you wanna get married?”
Your eyes grow, then shift from the ceiling to set on him. You lie together in bed; sweat sheens his forehead, and his bare chest rises and falls rapidly, like yours. But he sounded calm when he asked, and he looks calm as you observe him.
He turns his head to you. “If I die, everything I own will be yours. I don’t have much, but I’d like you to have all of it.”
In your pensive silence, your breathing eases. You shift your body and face his side, propping your head up on one elbow. “You make it sound like you have to convince me to marry you.”
He replies with a semblance of hope, “Is that a yes?”
You hum in brief thought. “Do you have a ring?”
He pauses, then says, “Not at the moment.”
“Then no,” you switch sides curtly, facing your back to him. He saw it coming.
You meant it lightly. But the following night, as you drink with your colleagues, your several calls to him go unanswered.
Your beer glass sweats in your hand. You wonder if it has to do with your rejection, or worse: What if something’s happened?
Your anxiety branches out, multiplying thought after thought: Should I have accepted his proposal the first time? Was that his last chance to ask me? My last chance to say yes? Are his possessions ever going to be mine like he hoped?
Your colleagues watch you closely, wanting and attempting to assure you that he’s fine. But they know as well as you do that you can never tell.
Then gray hair sticks out of the curtains, a head lowered to fit into the doorframe, and the first pair of eyes he meets is yours.
You’re on the verge of tears with your phone pressed to your ear. You put it down abruptly. “Where the hell were you?”
He trudges toward you, to the end of the low table where you sit alone, and kneels at your side. “Are you drunk? Why are you crying?”
“You weren’t answering my calls,” you sob, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand, looking down abashedly.
“I was getting you something,” his hand disappears under his coat. “It was hard to pick.”
He holds a small velvet box out to you and opens it, prompting a collective gasp from your colleagues. “Will you say yes this time?”
The ring matches his silver hair; its tiny stones adorning the sides of the center stone resemble the long scar on his cheek. Your glossy eyes reflect its luster, blurring with the spill of more tears. You nod at him.
Cheers rip through the silence of the room and disrupt the peace of the establishment. He slides the ring into your finger, presses a kiss to your hand, then your lips. “I’ll never leave your side.”
You sniff and smile against the brush of his thumbs under your wet eyes, the tender kiss he lays on your forehead. “I’ll take your word for it.”
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meownotgood · 2 years
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new message !! / CSM x reader
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the texts they send you when you're away.
includes: aki, denji, & yoshida
genre: headcanons / fluff
note: this post is sfw, but this account contains nsfw content. please do not follow if you are a minor.
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☆ AKI basically never uses his phone. He doesn't have any social media; you can coax him into installing some if you want, but he's not going to use them. If he wants to speak to you, he'll usually opt to call you rather than send a text because he prefers to hear your voice. But in situations where he can't, or when he just wants to let you know he's thinking of you, he'll send a message your way.
14:22 [ aki <3 ]: Hey.
14:25 [ aki <3 ]: I miss you.
14:29 [ aki <3 ]: Do you want to go out tonight? We can go anywhere you'd like. My treat.
Even though Aki pays little attention to his phone, if you ever text him, he's usually quick to reply. If you call him, the phone will never go more than three rings without an answer. For one, he's memorized your special ringtone (it's a song you texted to him the first time he gave you his number). And for second, you, Denji, and Power are the only ones who ever send him texts, so he knows if he gets a notification, it's probably important.
In the rare cases where he happens to miss your call though, the texts he sends immediately after are always extremely apologetic.
22:46 [ aki <3 ]: I'm sorry I missed your call.
22:48 [ aki <3 ]: Are you okay? Do you need anything?
22:51 [ aki <3 ]: Call me back when you get the chance.
Sometimes Aki sends you goofy pics of whatever mischief Denji and Power are getting up to, or pictures of Meowy when he's sleeping on Aki's lap. He also loves to send you pictures of the view from his balcony when he's having a smoke.
7:14 [ aki <3 ]: (1 image attachment)
7:17 [ aki <3 ]: The sunrise over the city is really beautiful today. I wish you were here to see it.
Aki rarely takes or sends pictures of himself. He'll take pictures with you if you ask, and if you beg to see him hard enough, maybe he'll send you a selfie. Maybe. Only after he re-takes it a thousand times to make sure it's perfect.
Aki's texts are always professional and proper, just like his demeanor. He always capitalizes his sentences, always uses correct grammar, and never uses any emojis or abbreviations. The one exception to this rule is if he's drunk. Aki tries to stay away from his phone when he's plastered, but if he manages to get his hands on it, you can expect to wake up to several incoherent drunk texts.
2:35 [ aki <3 ]: hi sweeetheartv
2:36 [ aki <3 ]: im drunk sorry
2:36 [ aki <3 ]: but I lpve u so much
2:36 [ aki <3 ]: myy anwgel
2:38 [ aki <3 ]: miss u terribly. come out 2 drink w us nextt time yeah??,
After texting you for a while, Aki developed a small habit of texting you good morning and good night. When you told him you liked it, he made certain to never forget to send you a good morning and good night text every single day. Your contact in his phone is the first thing he sees when he wakes up and the last thing he sees before he goes to bed.
23:41 [ aki <3 ]: Goodnight. Sleep well and have sweet dreams. Text me when you wake up tomorrow.
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☆ DENJI asked you for your number as soon as Aki bought him a cell phone. He had absolutely no clue how to use it at first, but thankfully, you were there to teach him. And double thankfully, phones have built in autocorrect, so he doesn't have to worry about spelling everything wrong (most of the time).
Now he can talk to you whenever he wants! And boy, does Denji send you a lot of texts. If your phone is vibrating like crazy, you know it's probably Denji. He essentially uses your inbox as his way to tell you everything he's thinking at any given point.
10:34 [ denji ^^ ]: Dude at work rn SOOOO BORED
10:34 [ denji ^^ ]: I wanna hang out with u
10:34 [ denji ^^ ]: This suckkkkzzzzzzzz
10:35 [ denji ^^ ]: What are u doin?
10:36 [ denji ^^ ]: Hey check out what Power just showed me lol 8====D~~~~~~
10:36 [ denji ^^ ]: It's a dick
Once Denji figured out how to send pictures to you, he had his heart set on sending you pictures of literally everything. He sends you pics of all the stuff he comes across that he thinks you might find cool. He also sends lots of pictures of Power and Aki. Sometimes Meowy too, if he can get the cat to hold still.
They're all blurry and incomprehensible most of the time, but you suppose it's the thought that counts. Besides, you can still make them out... kinda.
18:19 [ denji ^^ ]: (1 image attachment)
18:19 [ denji ^^ ]: Shit its blurry
18:21 [ denji ^^ ]: (1 image attachment)
18:21 [ denji ^^ ]: Look dude I beat Powers ASS at mario kart
18:21 [ denji ^^ ]: You should come over and play its really fun
18:22 [ denji ^^ ]: If u want to
Of course, Denji loves when you send pictures to him, too. It's crazy to him that he can see what you're doing and where you are through his little phone screen. He saves every picture you send (after he bothered Aki to show him how), but the pictures you send of your face are his favorite. Denji will never leave you on read, so if your message says opened for a while, trust that he's just admiring your picture.
13:57 [ denji ^^ ]: CYTE
13:57 [ denji ^^ ]: CUTE
13:58 [ denji ^^ ]: I mean
13:58 [ denji ^^ ]: Your cute
14:07 [ denji ^^ ]: Hey how do I make it my background???
Denji hasn't quite figured out how to use all the features on his phone. Honestly, you're not sure he even knows what Google is. You don't really want to tell him though. You won't admit it, but you secretly like when he comes to you with every single question he has.
17:25 [ denji ^^ ]: Do u know what 12 x 7 is
17:25 [ denji ^^ ]: I dunno
17:26 [ denji ^^ ]: Aki tell me to look it up but idk how
17:32 [ denji ^^ ]: Can u come over
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☆ YOSHIDA is super popular and super cool, so it took you a while to work up the courage to ask for his number. Although he gave it to you gladly, you weren't sure if he would even bother to text you after the exchange. You know he's in a ton of group chats with his classmates, and he has a lot of followers on social media. He probably didn't care to text someone unimportant like you... right?
Well, you soon found out that you were very wrong. Yoshida was waiting for this for a long time, actually. And he has no problem ignoring all of his other messages and notifications just to text you back.
15:26 [ yoshida ❀ ]: hey, you weren't in class today, what's up?
15:28 [ yoshida ❀ ]: i can come over and show you what we went over today if you want
15:29 [ yoshida ❀ ]: i'll bring iced coffee too :)
Yoshida uses the fact that you two are classmates as an excuse to text you more than necessary. He sends you pictures of the white board or last night's homework answers, even if you didn't ask for them. Somehow, he always ends up as your partner on group projects. He's just texting you a lot 'cause he wants to get to know his partner, that's all.
His favorite pass-time in class is texting you instead of paying attention. He knows he's going to ace this test anyways, and the current lecture is soooooo boring. The time will definitely go by quicker if he spends it messaging you and stealing glances at you when he can.
9:15 [ yoshida ❀ ]: im totally gonna fall asleep
9:15 [ yoshida ❀ ]: i hate this professor
9:17 [ yoshida ❀ ]: hey. look over here
9:18 [ yoshida ❀ ]: did you see me wave? :)
9:18 [ yoshida ❀ ]: your outfit today is cute btw
Yoshida is no stranger to sending you pictures of himself, too. He has a little bit of smugness about it. Yoshida knows that he's handsome and he knows that he's effortlessly photogenic, so whenever he sees a photo opportunity, he's going to take it.
18:04 [ yoshida ❀ ]: (1 image attachment)
18:06 [ yoshida ❀ ]: (1 image attachment)
18:07 [ yoshida ❀ ]: which one should i post? or which one do you like more?
18:10 [ yoshida ❀ ]: next time i see you, you should take a picture with me. i want to post a pic of the both of us. ^.^
Yoshida really enjoys texting with you, even if you end up texting back and forth late into the night, when he should be sleeping so he can get up early for school tomorrow. He's a night owl anyway, so honestly, he's fine with sacrificing on the sleep so he can talk to you. And if you call him? Even better. He could listen to your voice forever.
Speaking of, his favorite thing is sending you voice messages. It's a bit more convenient than texting, plus he knows you're a sucker for his smooth voice. He almost always sends you a voice message in the morning while he's walking to class.
7:25 [ yoshida ❀ ]: (1 voice note)
7:28 [ yoshida ❀ ]: (1 link)
7:28 [ yoshida ❀ ]: here's the playlist i was talking about in that voice message
7:29 [ yoshida ❀ ]: give it a listen when you can, i think you'll like it <3
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laceymorganwrites · 1 year
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Certified babyboy Denji hcs
The sweet:
he always hums when he feels safe
doesn´t have the best singing voice but he loves music to death and is always dancing around somehow
this boy will not stop moving, be that tapping his fingers, feet or swaying his head
does happy dances when he eats good food, sees cute animals or when the sun is out
he is actually a good listener but nobody ever believes him
when he´s with you he tries extra hard to listen to you cause he´s interested in everything you have to say but he gets so distracted thinking about how beautiful you are that he just zones out
always has this goofy grin on his face, so many people called him dumb because of it but he can´t help it
they don´t know what he´s been through and how much it means to him that he can finally live safely 
literally obsessed with chocolate and homecooked food
loves to bake once he learns how to 
you can read him like a book whenever he´s nervous or shy
has the cutest fucking pout
but he only shows his sad and vulnerable side to people he really trusts with his whole heart (I could write a whole essay about this ngl)
has sweaty hands and is shy to hold yours because of that but is over the moon when you say you don´t mind
overall way too excited about dates
will literally jump in the air and be over the moon over a simple boba date 
most people think he´s annoying and dumb because of this, since he just expresses his positive feelings so overtly, especially happiness and excitement
while at the same time he just bottles up negative feelings
will get lost in your eyes and bump into things if you don´t hold his hand at all times
likes to be close to you at all times
is constantly warm, even though he grew up in shitty environments that were super cold
has a bunch of hobbies but it changes weekly
however he´s one of those people who actually sticks with them all cause they´re so fun and he´s sad he can´t do them all as much as he wants to
makes faces at the mirror all the time and sings in the shower
looks like low effort, just out of bed but actually puts a lot of thought into his appearance cause he wants to look good, especially to you, but mostly he just fails 
loves tickling you and spinning you around
sharing meals, feeding you, getting fed by you, eating is just much more fun with you around
gives everything a name and nickname 
The spicy:
spit. just spit
loves it when you spit in his mouth 
generally drools a lot 
horny all the time, but it gets annoying a lot too 
oversensitive virgin baby 
biggest fucking praise kink
pull his hair to make him moan
is embarrassed about being loud in bed but he just can´t hold back, lots of whines especially
loves it when you hold him close, the feelings overwhelm him so much that he just needs this safety
his hands are always shaky
cries when he cums
oral fixation!!!
loves to eat you out but calms down so much when he can suck on your tits
he finds it very intimate when he gets to suck on your fingers
eye contact is super important to him
gets overstimulated on accident, he just can´t help it, feels too good
will call you master 
don´t ask why but put him in a cute maid dress and his confidence just boosts, you were thinking he´d be super subby and you could be rougher with him but instead he doms you 
is a switch heavily leaning sub and mostly when he doms you it´s very gentle, more of a service top rlly but whenever he´s in dom mood he just wants to worship you
mostly happens when you´ve been away a long time
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ghostlykeyes · 2 years
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might we get some sleeping with aki and Denji (not like sexually, just sleeping in bed with or next to them)? Ty!
Yes!! I'm a SLUT for cuddles ah!!
(warnings for very slight sexuality for both, but nothing explicit/descriptive)
Aki
When it's time for bed, if Aki's under the covers first, he always pulls back the blankets for you so you can slip in and get cozy.
Aki starts off the night by cuddling you, fitting securely around your body in a soft, warm big-spoon. Before long, though, he rolls onto his side. He can't help it; for some reason, he just can't sleep comfortably when he's trying to bend and twist into a position that doesn't make his arms go numb within five minutes. But he still remains close, and hopefully, his comforting warmth just inches away will be enough to lull you to sleep.
Aki's a medium-heavy sleeper. He won't wake up if you quietly slip out of bed to use the bathroom, but if you're thrashing around all night, he's bound to wake up eventually. And if you do wake him up, god, is he ever grumpy. You definitely get the evil eye until he rolls over to go back to sleep.
Most of the time, Aki wears a comfortable, matching pajama set to bed. If it's laundry day, though, he'll slip into an old t-shirt and sweatpants. He looks absolutely unfairly hot in them (and he knows you think so. If he, for some reason, breaks out the old sweatpants even though his regular pajamas are clean and folded in his top drawer...just know he's probably going to try to get in your pants later.)
Unfortunately, Aki has nightmares semi-often (a pretty common side effect of his line of work). Waking up in a cold sweat only to see you breathing softly next to him, fast asleep, is normally enough to calm him down. He watches the rise and fall of your chest, trying to match your breathing, and feels the sticky panic gradually melt out of him. Then, he'll cuddle up next to you as he drifts back to sleep. If you wake up to Aki's arms wound around your waist, he probably had a nightmare and gravitated to your warmth for comfort.
Aki always sets his alarm ten to twenty minutes before he actually needs to get up. This way, he has time to snuggle with you before he starts his day in earnest.
The last thing Aki does before slipping out of bed is always, always giving you a kiss! He presses a sweet peck to your forehead, your nose, your lips; whatever part of you isn't stuffed flush against a pillow. If you're awake he waits to pull away until you kiss him back. If you're asleep, though, he's ultra-gentle, barely ghosting his lips over your skin softly enough that you won't wake up.
Denji
Denji fuses to you like glue. There is no rolling away to get comfortable. There is no "your-side and my-side of the bed". Once you're both in bed Denji latches on, and he cuddles you until it's time to get up. Most nights, he's so intertwined with you he doesn't even need his pillow. His favorite place to lay his head is your soft chest, and he stays snoring against you until the morning. Anywhere is good, though, and he's also happy with his head resting on your shoulder, across your stomach--anywhere.
Denji's most comfortable sleeping in the fetal position, so he prefers when you're the big spoon. He gets his best sleep all curled up, your legs tucked underneath his, and your arms tight around his waist.
While he won't outright ask for one, Denji will really appreciate if you get him a small, soft plush that's perfect for snuggling. He's spent so long sleeping with Pochita curled into him, that letting the space there go vacant just feels wrong. Fill it with a stuffie of your favorite animal and Denji gleefully accepts his new cuddle buddy; in fact, he'll never sleep without it again.
Denji is absolutely dead to the world while he's asleep. If you need to get up in the night to pee, you'll have to physically shake him awake. It's hard to wake him up in the morning, too. His arms seal you in his vice-like grip until he's ready to wake up (when he doesn't have to work, you end up trapped in his arms until noon. Maybe keep a book or your phone nearby the bed to keep you entertained until his sleepy eyes flutter open).
Sleeping naked intrigues Denji and he tries it a few times, but ends up just not feeling comfortable. He needs boxers at least, or he lays awake feeling awkward, vulnerable, and wondering what the hell he's supposed to do if the fire alarm suddenly goes off.
More than anything else, Denji loves when you put him to sleep with a good, firm back-scratch. Explore around his skin a little bit. You’ll know when you hit the spot. “Ah, shiiiiiiit,” he moans, practically melting into the sheets. “So good. Right there.” Within minutes, the heavenly scratch of your nails has him snoring.
Denji's a serial sleep-kisser. Oftentimes, you'll wake up in the middle of the night to Denji's hands softly running up and down your body. If you shove a pillow in the narrow space between you, it's enough of a barrier. But if you lean into his touch, Denji's lips quickly find yours, his tongue sleepily slipping into your mouth. Denji gets you good and hot under the collar and then...he rolls back over, instantly dead-to-the-world-asleep again. He never remembers your midnight make-out sessions in the morning.
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lilchibi-chan · 4 months
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𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐬
Makima x Fem! Reader
content: 18+ only. nsfw. dom! makima, begging, edging, use of toys
You’ve been under Makima’s wing and part of her team for about a year now. Though she can be a bit distant, she has an aura about her that you can’t help but be interested in. She’s powerful, mesmerizing and beautiful. The way she’s carries herself with confidence is something you wish you had.
“Y/N,” she coos, pulling you out of your trance
“Y-yes Ms.Makima,” you say, a flush of warmth going over your cheeks
“Will you be joining us this evening for a drink,” she says leaning on the door frame
“Oh, y-yeah. I am”
“Well then what are you waiting for? Everyone’s ready,” she says with a smile
You get up from where you were sitting and you all make your way to the restaurant.
Once sat, everyone orders food and pitchers of beer, amongst other beverages. You were sat next to Makima on one side while Denji was on the other. He was already past his limit, but he looked like he was having a good time. You however, could hold your liquor very well.
“Wow y/n, 3 pints down and you’re still going strong,” Makima says impressed
“Y-yeah, I guess I’m a pretty good drinker…or at least better than Denji,” you say with a laugh
Makima lets out a small laugh as well
“You know Ms. Makima, I didn’t think you would show much interest in me when I first joined your team. I heard you weren’t the most..personable person in the world…but I’m grateful for your mentorship,” you say, feeling your cheeks blushing
“Y/N,” she says placing a hand on your thigh,“you, Denji and power are all special assets to my team. I care about you all very deeply.”
She moves closer to your ear and whispers.
“You in particular though, are different,” she says, sending shivers down your spine
You continue to drink and have a good time with everyone, until you finally check your phone.
11:00 PM
“Wow, I didn’t realize it was so late,” you say surprised
You start to get up to leave and Makima stands with you.
“Will you be heading out too miss,” you ask
“Yes, I feel like accompanying you home,” she says nonchalantly
“O-oh, w-well okay,” you say shocked at her forwardness
“W-what about Denji and Power,” you ask
“They’ll be fine,” she says
“Now come along”
You follow after her
You both enter the car and you tell her your address. The drive is quiet, but you could feel a tension in the air between you and her.
“M-miss Makima-,” you start and she cuts you off
“We’re not at work right now, so you can drop the formalities. Just call me, Makima,” she says
“M-makima, I just wanted to let you know that I enjoyed tonight and it was really nice being sat next to you,” you say honestly
The car stops in front of your house
“Thank you for the ride,” you say
“Aren’t you going to invite me in y/n. I’ve known you for a year and I haven’t even seen what your place looks like,” she says with a smirk
“O-oh y-yes, please come in mi-I mean Makima,” you say
“Oh, but first I’d like to let you know that I have a pet, I hope you don’t mind. They’re very sweet and stay out of trouble,” you inform her
“It’s no trouble at all,” she says
You take out your keys and unlock the door to your apartment. Your pet comes to greet you and gets shy once they notice you’re not alone.
“It’s okay honey,” you say soothing them,“this is my boss, she’s going to stay for a little bit. That’s okay, right,” you ask
Your pet approaches Makima slowly and she crouches to their level
“It’s nice to meet you little one,” she says in a voice smooth as fresh honey
“Would you like water or anything,” you ask Makima
“No, I’m fine thank you,” she says
“Where’s your bathroom,” she asks
“Down the hall. It’s the first door. I’ll be in my room changing, it’s next to the bathroom. Make yourself at home,” you say
Both of you head down the hall.
When Makima enters the bathroom, she admires the space, but her eyes stop on the bathtub. She notices you’ve left a lovely little pink friend in there.
As you’re changing into your pjs, you hear the door open. Thinking it’s your pet, you turn around, breasts fully exposed.
“M-Makima, I-I thought-,” you’re interrupted when you notice what she has in her hands
Forgetting you’re only wearing panties, you rush over to her and try to take the vibrator out of her hand, but she quickly moves it out of your reach.
“Who knew you were such a dirty little thing,” she says in your ear
She cups your face in her free hand.
“What do you think about when you have this between your legs,” she asks seductively
You avoid eye contact and stay quiet. You feel your nipples get hard as the cold air of your fan bites at them.
“Look at me,” she commands and you can’t help but do what she says
“That’s a good girl. Now tell me. What do you think about,” she commands
“I-I think about…”
“There’s no use in hiding it doll. I’ve already found your toy,” she says
“I think about..you,” you say honestly
She smiles at you. A smile filled with lust and eyes filled with power.
“Then how about I make your fantasies a reality tonight, but trust me when I say, they won’t come easy,” she says
She gets close to your ear. You feel yourself get more stimulated being so close to her that your nipples are touching the fabric of her shirt.
“I’m going to edge you, until you’re begging me to make you cum,” she pulls away
Your eyes meet once again.
“Now be a good girl for me and remove your panties, right here,” she instructs
You do as she says and look into her eyes again.
“Get on the bed”
Again, you follow her commands.
“Now I want you to spread your legs and show yourself to me. I want to see you.”
You hesitate, feeling even more vulnerable than you already are.
She hovers over you.
“If you don’t do it, I’ll make you darling and the experience will be much more unbearable for you. Just the thought of watching you writhe and squirm is exciting. Now will you do it?”
“Yes,” you say obeying
“Yes what,” she coos
“Yes, miss,” you say
“That’s my sweet girl,” she says cupping your chin
She gets off the bed and you spread your legs, then hide your face.
“Uh uh, don’t hide honey. I want to see all of you.”
You put your hands at your side.
“You’re so slick already and I haven’t even done anything yet,” she says with satisfaction
“My needy girl, the first thing we’re gonna do is get you dripping wet.”
She turned on the vibrator and put it to your nipples. You jolt a bit due to the unexpected sensation. The vibrator is moved further down your body until it reaches your already sensitive clit.
A moan escapes your mouth and then you bite your lip.
“You don’t need to silence yourself. I want to hear you.”
She moves the vibrator back to your clit again, leaving it for a couple seconds longer. You move your hips and grind against it.
“Uh uh, keep those hips still. I told you, it’s not going to be easy.”
You let out a small groan
“I know you wanna cum, but I’m not ready to let you do that just yet.”
“I wonder what other things you’re hiding in here,” she says and crouches to look under your bed
“Hmm nothing under here,” she says then makes her way over to your closet
On your top shelf, she notices a box. She takes it down and opens it. She sees restraints, a flogger, a dildo, lube and a few other bits and bobs.
She makes her way back over to you, box in hand.
“Oh, you really are a naughty girl,” she says and you see the fire light in her eyes
She restrains your arms.
“Now you can’t hide that beautiful face from me.”
She restrains your legs.
“Just in case. I don’t want you hiding your wet little cunt from me, sweetheart,” she says
She takes a body oil out from the box and pours some over you. She starts massaging your waist. Her touch making your back arch. She works her way up your body and massages your breasts, stopping over one of your nipples and slowly rolling it between her fingers.
She stops for a second and your eyes flutter open. You look over at her and see she’s getting undressed.
“I want to feel you,” she says before heading back over to you
She gets on top of you and starts massaging you again. Feeling her bare pussy on top of yours sends you into a new fit of pleasure as you think about her grinding against you.
You feel yourself buck your hips again. She lets out a small laugh.
“Getting needy are we. Let me see how you feel down there,” she says, removing one of her hands from your chest and down to your pussy.
“Mmmm, you are getting drenched,” she says and starts making small circles on your clit with her fingers, massaging your breast with her other hand
“Fuck, I need to taste you,” she says
She’s off of you and heads down the bed. She pushes your legs up and lays down.
“Oh, you’re so fucking pretty honey~”
She places her tongue to the lips of your cunt and splits them slowly. She takes her hands to hold you open and you feel yourself clenching and throbbing. Getting wetter and wetter.
“Such a beautiful, needy little thing~”
She places her tongue back to you and teases your clit with her thumb
A fit of small moans escapes you and as much as you want to move your hips, you can’t because Makima is holding you down.
You feel yourself get closer to your climax and then she stops.
She goes up to your face and kisses your lips.
“Taste yourself sweetheart. You taste so fucking good and as much as I wanted to go longer, you’re not allowed to cum yet,” she says and starts making out with you
You want nothing more than to touch her and hold her closer to your body. Let your hands and fingers roam about her body. Feel what she feels like. Wondering if she’s as needy as you are. Wondering if she knows you want her as much as she wants you and as much as you want to cum for her.
You’re calmer now, but you are still very stimulated as your thoughts are filled with her.
She moves her hands up to your restraints and frees them. She breaks away from your lips and stands up. She frees your feet.
“Flip over on your stomach and get on your knees baby,” she says and gives you one more kiss
You do as she says and you arch back
“I didn’t think the view of you could get any better, but fuck you’re even more stunning this way.”
She grabs the dildo and lube from the box, as well as your butt plug.
She first starts with her fingers, licking them before entering you. She’s pumps in and out of you slowly, making sure you feel every stroke. She adds a third finger once you feel loose enough. She removes her fingers and they are replace with your dildo. You feel the balls of it slapping your clit and it starts to drive you wild. You want to push back on it, but in fear that you’ll cum, you decide against it. You didn’t want to disobey Makima.
As she continues pumping into you with the dildo, you feel a liquid going over your asshole and you release a small gasp. Makima lets out a small laugh.
“Doll, I can’t please one needy hole and not pleasure the other. She just looked so lonely, but don’t worry, i’ll take good care of her.”
She starts massaging circles around your other hole while still thrusting into you. More waves of pleasure take over your body. She adds more and more lube until you’re loose enough for her to finger your ass. You let out a loud moan. She removes the dildo from you and places your vibrator to your clit, still fingering you in your other place. That’s when you feel that big rush about to happen and she stops again.
She grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls you close to her.
“You’ve been so good for me and I know you were so close just now, but I need you to hold on a bit longer.”
“Makima please, I can’t take anymore,” you say pleading
“You can baby. I know you can. Now face me,” she says and lets go of your hair
You turn around and now you’re face to face with her.
“Put this in,” she says holding your butt plug
You take it from her and insert it, letting out a moan.
She places your dildo under you
“Ride it and don’t break eye contact with me,” she says
You mount the dildo, mouth agape as it fills you up.
You bounce up and down on it.
“Touch yourself,” she says
You take your fingers and play with your clit
“Makima,” you moan out
“That’s it baby, scream for me,” she says with a delighted smile
“Makima,” you moan out a bit louder
“Keep going baby, do you feel it? That pressure building in your core as you bounce that beautiful pussy up and down that shaft,” she asks
“Y-yes,” you say almost breathless
“Do you want to cum,” she asks
You nod.
“Let me hear you baby. Tell me what you want,” she says
“I w-want to cum! Pl-please let me cum,” you say begging
“Go ahead,” she whispers in your ear,“cum for me sweetheart.”
You went a bit faster, your strokes becoming needier and needier for pleasure and then it happens. That sweet bliss. That pressure finally gone.
“Good girl,” she says and places a kiss on your lips
But you have one more thing you want to do
“M-Makima, I w-want to make you feel good too,”you say
“Is that so,” she says intrigued
“Well then, what are you waiting for? Say what you want,” she says
“Lay down,” you say
You place her legs over your shoulders and you take her in for a moment. You can’t believe this is real. You spread her lips with your fingers and you feel her warmth. She’s just as wet as you were before, maybe even wetter. You start to eat her out and her moans are now filling the room. You start to include your fingers and tease her asshole a bit while pleasuring her. You stop because you want to feel her against you when she cums. 
“Sit up, I want to feel you against me,” you say
“Wow, my princess is all grown up now, telling me what she wants confidently. Alright,” she says
You both entangle your limbs, pussies just centimeters apart until you make impact and start grinding against each other. Both of you releasing a symphony of moans from the pleasuring of feeling each other up close. Your fluids combining with each others. Bliss, pure bliss.
You both cum at the same time and Makima kisses you hungrily, then deepens it.
“You were so good baby, let’s rest now,” she says
You both lay down under the covers and she gives you one more kiss on the lips and the kisses your forehead.
“Good night,” she says
You say it back and both drift off to sleep.
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Sooooooo I’m back!!!!!!! I hope you all who are of age enjoyed this and uhhhh I’ll see you again soon. Requests are always open, so don’t be afraid to ask.
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24hlevi · 3 months
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(。>‿<。 )I feel so shy to even ask this haha! Can you do one with Denji confessing his love for 'reader'?
of course! do not feel shy to request, because i will almost always respond! i love denji so much so thank you for requesting 🫶
also im sorry how short these are :(
— How Denji Would Confess
denji (chainsaw man) x gn!reader
warnings: none!
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- okay so let's say this takes place after the events of reze and makima, so basing it in part 2 of the manga, he would be incredibly nervous to confess his feelings to you
- it seems like every time he likes someone, he ends up getting almost killed, they get killed, or something terrible either way
- so he would be terrified of even thinking of saying that he has feelings for you
- denji would likely try to avoid you at all costs thinking his crush on you would go away if he didn't see you as often, that obviously doesn't work
- so he tries to show his feelings for you by his actions, and even though he's a nervous wreck doing anything around you, you still don't understand what he's doing
- if it continues on for a few months that you don't realize then denji will pull you aside, likely with some flowers in his hands and just shove them into your hands looking down at the ground and talking so fast you can barely catch his confession
- he wrote down what to say on his hand but he was sweating so much it got smeared and he couldn't read most of it so he just ranted for a few minutes
- needless to say he was incredibly shocked when you said you liked him too, and he looked at you with wide eyes, not believing it
- you give him a quick kiss on his cheek and he swears he almost dropped dead at that exact moment, his face heating up bright red as he stuttered out a "you do?"
- poor boy was so nervous you would reject him :(
- but he did pick your favorite flowers that he somehow remembered you say one time and even though he stole them from the store he was so happy that you liked them
- denji would then ask you out on a date, he doesn't know where cause honestly he didn't think he'd make it this far but he doesn't want you to meet nayuta yet so probably someplace else
- he's grinning like an idiot though when you grab his hand and start walking with him telling him how you were confused by his previous actions but that it makes sense now
- if you don't know he's chainsaw man, he'll tell you right then and there out of worry that someone will try to kill you for being with him, and he will make sure nothing happens to you no matter what
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dearbaji · 1 year
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secretly eating ice cream in the bathroom with husband! Aki while your kids play in the living room >>>
you're laying down in the tub and he's sitting on the edge of it glancing at each other from time to time. then you hear a loud bang and a "he's ok!" coming from your 5 year old daughter. soon after you hear your 3 year old son start crying and Aki looks down at you. "Hold this for me, I'll be right back" he says handing you his ice cream. you smile at him and wonder if your next child is gonna be as active as your other two.
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koishiro · 7 months
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# - 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 📍
˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆ — 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 : afab!reader, denji being a simp, also obsessed with ur tits, cumming inside, unprotected sex
masterlist | chainsaw man masterlist
Denji wouldn’t exactly call himself a cat person per-se but after coming home from a stressful day to see you on the couch in nothing but his shirt that showcased the plump of your breasts yet hid the plush of your body — asking to be unwrapped and ravaged, well, he practically pounced on you.
He couldn’t stop himself from shoving his head underneath that damn shirt, using it as a veil of sorts — hiding the sins that would later follow. He could only imagine from an outsider’s point of view what he’d look like — a mass floating side to side as he rubbed his face back and forth on your stomach as if spreading his scent, claiming you as his.
Soon followed by him pawing at your tits, grabbing at anything he can while he dry humps you, chasing his high as he leaves mark after mark on your once clear skin.
Eventually he’d lift his head from your (his) shirt to gain more control, grabbing your hips in such a hold you know it’ll leave bruises. He’d lift the shirt just above your tits, watching them bounce with every thrust he made after slipping ever so teasingly into your warm and inviting hole.
He’d even let a few mewl’s slip as he watches his slick cock diving in and out of your pussy, only dying out after making his last claim on you - filling you up until you’re practically overflowing.
After using a finger to push his warm cum back where it belonged he’d slowly collapse on top of you, digging and nuzzling his face into the side of your neck as he peppered sweet kisses wherever he could reach.
He’d still never admit that he’s a cat person though.
=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐋: I just got off work so I have no idea if this makes as much sense as it did in my head…
— 𝘒𝘰𝘪 𝘹𝘰
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fiercewiings · 1 year
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physical touch / aki hayakawa
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♡ aki hayakawa x reader
♡ word count: 724
tags: soft fluff, head canons, kisses, and teasing
content warnings: partially nsfw (after the cut), fingering, submissive! top aki, dominant! bottom reader, finger sucking, groping, spanking, biting, nipple play, and hair pulling
author’s note: i went a bit ham on the nsfw section, but i hope you enjoy the sfw head canons just as much :>
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aki is a soft lover. he’s so tired of being angry at himself and the world and devils. you’re his only escape; the one who grounds him.
during the summer, when he gets the faintest hint of freckles across the bridge of his nose, his heart melts whenever you concentrate on counting each one, booping his nose at the end. by this point, he is putty in your hands, but he’ll still scrunch his nose up in fake indifference. this doesn’t last long, and eventually he’ll boop you right back; one of the only times he acts a bit goofy with you.
he could gaze into your eyes forever. he swears to you up and down that the whole universe is in them, and you won’t win against him if you try arguing. let him gently kiss your forehead, then your left eyelid, and then your right eyelid. he’ll get to your lips eventually, but he wants to make sure every part of you is shown his love. he takes his time doing so.
he’ll trace his fingers ever so slightly up and down your arm, lightly scratching it in a soothing manner. light enough that you don’t wake up, or light enough that you fall asleep. he loves watching both, focusing on your breaths rising your chest and exhaling through your lips, reassuring him that you’re alive and well. it makes his heart squeeze painfully in the best way.
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aki is a soft lover, but he can also need more.
he likes playful touches to get going. sometimes ones that are barely there can work him up enough to get started immediately. if you tease him too much, it might ruin the mood for him, but most times, the teasing will arouse him.
start out with your thumb on his lips, just barely grazing them. the sensation sends tingles and electricity down his whole body. the soft pad of your thumb, slowly circling his lips, then pressing down on the bottom one to open his jaw, your other fingers gently tilting his head up towards you. his eyes light up and his tongue will flick out to meet your thumb, maybe even give you a little bite, waiting for your lips to crash into his.
or, waiting for your fingers to slip into his mouth. he’d love sucking on them, getting them slick with his spit so you can rub up and down his glistening cock. he also gets a kick out of putting his fingers in your mouth, mouth watering at the fact that he can slip his slick digits into your sweet hole. he’ll use his free hand to gently twist and pinch your nipples, arousing you even further while working you open. 
he’ll fuck you at the end either way, slowly and caring or if you beg hard enough, rough and senseless. though he prefers to slowly pump you and feel each movement of his cock inside you, hoping you enjoy it too. let him know immediately, it’ll rile him up even more. bonus if you’re moaning and whining his name.
aki is definitely an ass man. he loves feeling the plush squish under his warm hands, gripping it tightly and releasing like a stress ball. he enjoys light spanking, just enough to leave a faint red mark, but not enough to welt. he loves hearing you squeak with each smack, your ass writhing in blissful pain, but still eager enough to lift it back up for him to hit again.
he doesn’t like inflicting pain, but in some situations he is more than okay with it, like spanking, as long as you enthusiastically consent. if you don’t, he won’t ever bring it up or do it unless you’d like to. he’s too shy to; but more than anything, he just doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable.
although, if you want him completely at your mercy, gently tug on his hair. it gets a rise out of him, the adrenaline building up quick as well as his blood, beating hot and red and needy. he’ll whine and writhe under your hold, urging you to pull more, pull harder. you oblige, earning fully fledged moans out of him. he’ll do whatever you want. yank his head up to make him look at you and command him. give him orders; he’ll listen.
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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Chainsaw Man Quartet Eating You Out
Pairing: Denji, Aki Hayakawa, Power, Makima x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, cunnilingus, fingering, clit stimulation, teasing, orgasm control, co-worker romance, praise, toy use
A/N: All different ways to do it, but they will all get you there, you just have to be good for them.
DENJI
Denji has no idea how to eat pussy but you've never seen anymore more eager to learn. He's very sloppy when he does it, his tongue and mouth everywhere on you, trying to figure out where and how is he needs to lick to make you moan as loud as he's currently doing against your clit.
AKI HAYAKAWA
Aki savors every lick he makes from your pussyhole to your clit. He wants to remember the taste, the smell, the sound you make, the sound your pussy makes when he pushes his finger inside of you and sucks around your clit so slowly you start riding his mouth and finger out of frustration, which feeds his ego a little.
POWER
Power loves holding your legs open while she teases you, taking away your orgasm right as its within your grasp. Instead she will bite, lick and kiss your thighs, avoiding where you need her most. You have to pull her by her horns in order to get her to move where you want her, and even then she will deny you, playfully fighting against your grip.
MAKIMA
Makima has you working with a vibrator up your pussy all day until you walk into her office, absolutely dripping and beg her to let you come. First she needs to taste how horny you are, its not enough for her to see it, or hear it, she wants you gripping the table, moaning so wonton that it makes your throat sore, and legs gripping her head to please, please let you finish already.
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animekpopsimp · 2 months
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Being Aki's Younger Sister
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Both you and Aki lost everything
You only had each other left
Because of that, he became overprotective over you
You're his only family left, and he will do whatever it takes to keep you safe
Aki refuses to let you become a devil hunter
He wants you to have a normal life
You go to school, and he makes sure that you always focus on your grades so you can have a good life when you grow up
He doesn't talk about his job around you, wanting to keep you away from the life he has
He knows it's dangerous, and he wants to keep you sheltered from it
When Denji and power move in, he warns them not to bother you
Of course, they don't listen
Power likes you and wants to be your friend
Denji sort of has a crush on you
And of course, Aki notices this
He doesn't like it since he's a Devil Hunter
He tells him not to get romantically involved with you for your own sake
He comes off as harsh, but he just wants what's best for you
Aki would do anything to keep you safe
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tokyo-chainsaw-dragon · 5 months
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Chainsaw Man Denji Headcanon - Thanksgiving Edition (18+ MDNI)
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A/N: ᵀʰᶦˢ ᶦˢ ᵐʸ ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ᶜᵃⁿᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ʷʳᶦᵗᵗᵉⁿ ᶠᵒʳ ᶜʰᵃᶦⁿˢᵃʷ ᴹᵃⁿ ˢᵒ ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ᵈᵒ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᶦˢ [ᵗʰˣ ᵗᵒ @callm3senpaii ᶠᵒʳ ᶦⁿˢᵖᶦʳᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿ] ᴵ ʷᶦˡˡ ʷʳᶦᵗᵉ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵐᵒⁿᵗʰ ᶠᵒʳ ᶜʰʳᶦˢᵗᵐᵃˢ ᵗᵒᵒ ˢᵒ ᶦᵗ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ
warnings: NSFW, Denji x fem!reader, gentle fucking, after-arguement fucking, mentions of pussy eating, oral (p in v), unprotected, etc.
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When it comes to Thanksgiving for Denji, he wants to go all out for it. Of course, you'll be the only one cooking since Denji only knows how to make instant ramen in the microwave (That's fucking bad with no experience). But this year was different, since you didn't want to do it and end up having more leftovers fill your refrigerator to the brim, let alone the freezer.
When you told Denji the news on Monday that you weren't going to do anything for Thanksgiving, he fucking nearly went out of his balls.
"Y/N! You know that I fucking love Thanksgiving, but why are you deciding that it's cancelled?!", Denji pleaded, not knowing the reasoning behind it.
"It's because I end up doing all the cooking and the damn refrigerator's too small for a fat-ass turkey! Duh!", you argue, not wanting to do anything about Thanksgiving or even talk anymore about it.
After yelling at him for the past 20 minutes, you storm off into your bedroom and shut the door on Denji since he was following you.
"Y/N?", Denji sounded desperate after the argument you two had, "Are you in there?"
You wanted to answer him, but you were still fucking mad at him, causing you to stay quiet as you lay on your shared bed while you stared at the ceiling in the dark. Shit.
Denji knew something was up with you after just five minutes. He slowly opens the door, not wanting to make you anymore pissed than you already were at him. After he comes in, Denji approaches you like a wolf stalking its prey, very slowly.
"I know that you're still pissed at me about this whole thing of not wanting to do Thanksgiving", Denji's voice was a little quiet, "but there must be something that I can do to make it up to you".
You sigh before sitting up and moving over on the bed so Denji can sit with you. "Fine, c'mere."
Denji follows your order, sitting next to you and waiting silently. You decide to whisper in his ear, telling him that you want to fuck him, and Denji looks at you almost like he's begging for you to put him inside you already and wants to feel your warm pussy.
Denji hurries to get his clothes off, releasing the monster that's been in his pants for the whole day, dying just have it feel your gummy walls and fill you with his cum.
After you get naked, you line up your entrance and get his tip in, letting it sit there for a minute in your pussy before sucking the rest of Denji's dick in, inch by inch.
Denji notices his dick disappearing into your pussy, letting out that same desperate whimper that you make whenever he eats your pussy out and you feel his tongue licking your gummy walls, trying to get every last drop like he's pussy deprived or something.
You manage to get all of his dick into you and Denji starts kissing you, to nearly prevent himself from cumming and wanting to feel your soft lips against his.
After just 10 minutes, you get your legs around Denji and instinctively get his hips closer to yours, feeling like your about to have an orgasm.
"I-I'm gonna... Fuuuuck!", Denji stammers out, also feeling his own orgasm and immediately cumming into you, enjoying the feeling of your warm pussy as his eyes roll to the back of his skull.
You both cum at the same time with you enjoying the feeling of Denji's dick throbbing inside your pussy. He pulls out, with his warm cum dripping out of him and leaking a little from your pussy.
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Credit to @callm3senpaii for the inspiration.
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meownotgood · 1 year
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morning routine / hayakawa aki
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morning routine with boyfriend aki.
pairing: hayakawa aki x gn!reader
genre: headcanons / fluff / domestic
note: this post is sfw, but this account contains nsfw content. please do not follow if you are a minor.
soundtrack: link
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☆ Mornings with Aki are quiet and serene, soft moments between the two of you stolen before daybreak has even unfolded, with only the faintest hues of yellow spilling through the gaps in the curtains. Aki treasures every one; he longs for nothing more than to spend each day's new beginning by your side.
☆ Aki tends to wake up earlier than you, usually well before his alarm is set to ring. The chill of the early-morning air has already settled upon his room; the mattress shifts slightly as he turns, and he finds your form in the dark, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close to his chest. Your limbs tangle with his under the velvet sheets, his heartbeat syncs with the rhythm of your own, and the way his figure curls around yours is perfect, as if he was always meant to be right here.
☆ As you begin to wake, you can feel his warm breath fan over your neck, his soft hair tickling your skin. The haze of sleep begins to fade from your head, and when your eyes flutter open, your vision slowly coming into focus, you find that Aki is already staring at you, admiring your face with a gentle smile that makes the corners of his eyes crinkle. His voice is weighed down by lingering drowsiness, deep and rough in his throat when he asks you what he always does first thing each morning: Good morning, sweetheart. How did you sleep? 
☆ Aki rubs slow circles on your back with his palm while you tell him about your dreams, if you happen to remember any. More and more rays of sunlight peek through the blinds, bringing brightness and warmth to the dim, monochrome bedroom. Aki listens intently to your every word, using this time as an opportunity to adore you before the day has even really started. You're wearing his clothes, his shirt; you smell like him, even more than the sheets do. Like the rich scent of his cigarettes and his familiar laundry powder. 
☆ He reaches up to click off his alarm when it rings, but he opts to sink back into bed with you, for just a few more minutes. Your enveloping warmth, the gentle sound of your breathing, your arms holding his body tightly: it makes him never want to move, but when you prod him with your elbow, groggily mumbling something he almost doesn't catch — C'mon, we have to get up — he ends up dragging himself out of bed with you, albeit a little reluctantly. 
☆ You keep your arms around his chest as he slides the balcony door open, the curtains fluttering when they're met with the breeze, his hair gently rustled when the wind tugs at the strands. The sun's glow blooms over the cityscape, and the air smells fresh, sharp. Aki turns to you, grasping your chin between his fingers, and he gives you the first kiss of many for today. His lips are pillowy when they meet with your own, and he kisses you tenderly, replacing the last remnants of sleepiness with a steady fire in his heart. 
☆ Before he does anything else, Aki trods to the kitchen, flicking on the stove and giving the burner a chance to heat up while he handles other tasks. You can hear him humming to himself in the kitchen while he grinds coffee beans, singing something he heard on the radio when he thinks you're still in bed and won't hear him; you'll never tell him that you do, nor tell him about how pretty his singing voice is. 
☆ You stifle yawns while Aki washes his face, icy cold water cupped in his palms, his arm linked inseparably with yours. His bathroom is small, so you find yourselves pressing closely to one another, arms tangled when you both reach into the cupboard at the same time, standing shoulder to shoulder so that the both of you can look in the mirror. Aki squeezes a dollop of toothpaste onto the bristles of your toothbrush, then onto his own, and you make stupid faces at each other's reflections while you brush your teeth. 
☆ If you plan on showering, Aki runs the water early so it can heat up, and he makes sure a towel is set out for you, folded nice and neat. He listens to the drum of the water as he applies lotion on his face, he draws hearts in the fogged up mirror as he brushes his hair and cleans his piercings, and he wraps the towel around your shoulders once you step out, placing delicate kisses on your bare nape, droplets cascading down your skin.
☆ Aki always brews coffee first thing in the morning. He'd love to pour you a cup; over time, he memorizes exactly how you like your coffee, how many lumps of sugar you want, how much creamer you need, and if you like for him to add a bit of milk or a drizzle of honey. It becomes second nature for him to fill your mug alongside his own. 
☆ Steam curls up from the rim of the mug, warmth radiates over your palms from where you hold it, and when you take a sip, heat pools in the pit of your stomach, made even warmer by Aki's quiet whispers into your ear: Is it good? I think this is the best I've made in a while. Let me know if you’d like me to make you some more. 
☆ Your mug next to his on the counter, your toothbrush and his own sharing the same cup, your slippers mixed up with his on the rug in front of the balcony — It feels like home, your soul intertwined with his space. Aki finds a sense of comfort in this, in being able to spend every morning with the one he loves, the one who brings him peace in this chaotic world — Honestly, he wouldn't have it any other way.
☆ Aki will cook you whatever you'd like to have for breakfast, taking breaks each time he flips a pancake, or between each egg he cracks to give you a kiss on the cheek. He tends to skip breakfast himself, although you can convince him to eat with you if you prod him enough. He'll prepare both of your plates, filling his own with something light, and he'll sit across from you at the table. He adores the way your face lights up once you've tried a bite of his delicious cooking.
☆ You join him on the balcony when he has his morning cigarette, your head leant on his shoulder as he strikes the wheel of his lighter with his thumb. When a small flame brings the end of his cigarette to life, he inhales deeply, tilting his head away from you to exhale the smoke. The nicotine soothes his nerves, and causes his muscles to relax.
☆ When you ask him if you can have a hit, he carefully brings the cigarette to your lips, instructing, Breathe in. Your fingers brush over his own when you hold the cig to keep it steady. Something about the way you take a hit from his own cigarette, the way the end of it glows as you inhale, the way your eyes seem to soften from the nicotine rush. Then, the way you look up, breathing wisps of smoke from your mouth into the pale, cloudless sky — Aki's heart flutters in his chest, and he's quickly leaning in to kiss your lips while he absently flicks the stray ash from his cig.
☆ He'll drag you into his lap while he goes over the morning paper, his free hand squeezing your waist, your nose nuzzled into the crook of his neck. The city is slowly starting to come to life, cars in the streets below honking when the traffic stalls, the sun casting Aki in your cool shadow — The rays illuminate you, a fuzzy, angelic glow on the edges of your form, framing you in honey-dipped light. Aki can't help but look at you and sigh deeply, softly muttering, You're so beautiful. I can't believe I get to call you mine, my pretty angel.
☆ As you sift through your half of the closet, Aki looks through his dresser. You change out of your pajamas side by side; if he's not paying attention, sometimes you can steal his clothes and surprise him when he turns back around.
☆ You watch intently as he expertly ties up his hair in his usual topknot. Sometimes, if you're lucky, he'll let you help him, or he'll show you how to tie up your hair in the same way. He enjoys playing with your hair, and he refuses to admit it, but he likes when you mess with his, too. Your fingers threading through his scalp make him feel tingles prickle over his spine and his shoulders. If you comment about how cute he looks in a new hairstyle you've fashioned him with, his cheeks turn a rosy shade of pink, and in the future, he's coming up with excuses to get you to do his hair again.
☆ Aki gives you plenty of words of reassurance, well before the day is set to begin, so you can start off on the right foot each and every morning. He likes to believe that each day is an opportunity to put the previous one behind you, and a chance to make something good out of what you've been given. He's forever grateful to begin these brand new days beside you. I love you so much, more than I could ever hope to tell you. Let's make today the best we can, alright?
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denkigami · 9 months
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This is canon in my mind
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